Trading Husbands: My Sister Wants Mine
I focused on resting and caring for my unborn hatchlings, but still, Rosalie came flaunting before me.
She proudly showed me her swollen belly. "Oh, Clarie, I've practiced the secret art of the peacock clan. This time, I'll definitely give birth to a sacred beast!"
I stared at her belly in surprise. It had only been a short while, yet she already looked six or seven months along.
Upon seeing my confusion, Rosalie sweetly explained, "This is the peacock clan's secret art. My pregnancy will be short, and I'm carrying many. I'm having 10 hatchlings this time! Just wait, Clarie. Soon, you'll be trampled underfoot."